Jen Leach is a dumb cunt.

IF YOU'RE GOING TO GET A POEM MAKE SURE YOU COPY IT CORRECTLY FROM THE ORIGINAL WORK.....YOU STUPID BITCH

I don't care that she got the same thing I did...its that she THINKS she got the same thing I did (and the fact that its her)

The poem...when correctly written is:

"i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)"

notice the parenthesis and the lower case....yea... you're a dumb ugly bitch...that makes me so mad and I bet EE is pissed too!

Ugh at life.

I had two papers due today. One in EMF (a class I just took an exam in...) and one for English.

After almost dying on the highway yesterday, and experiencing like 45 seconds of dead air as I'm listening to my station on the way home from work (time that I was responsible for), I was obviously too frazzled to put together any concrete thoughts for both papers.

I get to EMF this morning and he's like...oh since we just had the exam, I'm moving the paper due date to Wednesday. WHAT THE HELL!?

So I basically did the WRONG paper that was due today.

I wrote my EMF paper before the travesties on the highway so I could turn it in today.

I should have written my English paper...fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck.

UGH! I'm skipping english today because I'm too embarrassed to not have a paper. It only goes down 1/3 a grade per day it's late so if I email it tonight it shouldn't be that bad. Plus its only 3 pages....

I have a meeting with my advisor in an hour to pick my next classes which I'm kind of looking forward too! It should be fun...I'm also gonna ask for classes NOT so early in the morning.

In other news, I cut my bangs into a straight asian hair cut:

Today has been a lazy day.

Harvest Moon was kind of a disappointment...I only had one last night. But Kev had 2 or 3 so that helped.

My middle school crush is semi-stalking me now. His name is Brian Wilson and I was convinced I was in love with him when I was 12 or 13.

About a year or 2 years ago, he contacted me and I said okay, we can hang out...but then changed my mind because that would be REALLY weird. He then proceeded to send me 4 messages a day on facebook, myspace, and my phone for about 2 weeks.

About a week ago in EMF at 8:15 in the fucking morning, I get a text message from a weird number. I responded with "who is this?"
and they said "promise you won't ignore me if I tell you"
I obviously said "...okay...."
he goes "Brian Wilson"
I obviously said..."oh from the Beach Boys?!"
he goes "no...from cockeysville middle school 8 years ago."

I was kind of involved in the class by then so I ignored my phone (it was on silent to begin with).
By 9:15, I had 4 unread messages.

"Hi, this is ____. Brian's GIRLFRIEND"
"Sorry, my gf can be kind of a bitch"
"How are you?"
"What have you been up to?!"

After a week of short answered texts I was finally like OKAY YOU CAN COME HANG OUT THURSDAY CAUSE WE ALWAYS HAVE PEOPLE OVER FOR THE OFFICE.

He didn't come...THANK GOD.


Anyway...I have 2 papers to write due Monday. I'm gonna just write my EMF one and skip my english class (and turn it in the next day).


GAG ME

Talk about going too far...

I've dreamt about finding a polaroid camera in my parent's basement and the entire dreams were in polaroid pictures....for the past 3 nights.

I logged onto my favorite shopping website today...FINALLY, thinking it would make the dreams stop.

&....


after 20 minutes of browsing, I decided...all of these will be mine...










and finally



FOR WHAT TOTAL PRICE YOU MAY ASK?!

Forty Dollars and Thirty Six cents. (including shipping and handling)

somehow i've survived this week.
"special friends" day at my little sister's school tomorrow at 8. since our grandparents are too uhm lets say out of it (granma is deaf and granpa has advanced alzheimer's), i always go to my little sister's grandparents and "special friends" day. danny is going with me this year.
i make her look cool for all her friends because i'm the cool big sister (she's 10)

this is the only thing carrying me through:

nectar of the gods.

by the way, i decided recently that i don't believe in karma.
and that everything will always be wonderful for us.

whatever you got, send it my way because chances are it won't even tap me.


i'm living the charmed life.

crayola skies for a thousand miles.